| Rerockin' the rerock like I’m remixin' the remix
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| He just bought a V6, I just whipped a free brick
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| Takin' yay to Birmingham, I’m tryna make it safely
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| My strap don’t got no safety, my safe don’t got no spacey
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| I came to work with extra weight, I feel like Eddie Lacy
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| Two piece for the 80, the piece go for the tre-6
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| I got all this sauce on me
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| And I still ain’t met a nigga drippin' sauce like me
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| I got all this sauce on me
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| Yeah, yeah, it’s Pablo Juan, yeah1017…
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| And I still ain’t met a nigga drippin' sauce like me
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| Yeah, walk in the room with like 50 thousand
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| Smell like a money counter
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| Water drip, I left from the fountain
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| Pick picks, I walk on the counter
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| Smokin' gelato by the pound
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| I hit the pussy for 12 rounds
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| Designer snakes, Gucci’d down
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| And I stay with a hundred rounds
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| Eat it up, yum yum
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| It’s fine, but I don’t want nothin' but tongue
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| These s&les, one of ones
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| Audemars rich, that’s a pun
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| Girl, I just wanna have fun
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| Come in, I’m dressin' like James Bond
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| Broke boy, you can’t make bond
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| I’m dressin' my bitch in that Louis Vuitton
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| I got a lot of carats like my family rabbits
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| No wonder why these bitches wanna get married
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| Got a new foreign car, call it Inspector Gadget (skrrt, skrrt)
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| I keep it on me, yeah, they know I’m a savage
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| $ 250 worth of jewelry, fuck the jewelry
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| Nigga, I’m gettin' money, I ain’t worried
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| Honeycomb furs and she stir while I swerve
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| Neck new chain alert, watch your bitch, she flirt
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| Drop top vert with a hundred K in my purse
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| I got all this sauce on me
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| And I still ain’t met a nigga drippin' sauce like me
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| I got all this sauce on me
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| And I still ain’t met a nigga drippin' sauce like me |